clear umbrella collecting sun
focus to lovely lady; nicely tan
looking prettily to shutter lens
holding her abs to sready pose
with gentle hands on her boobs
they said 'shooting for youtube'
eyes dripping on wave soak sand
beneath those darkened glasses
darting to from all corners scanning
surely beats the walmart machine
i stare at the waves trying to read
patterns it come to sandy beach
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem